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This story is fiction. It is about incestuous relationships.

There is a lot of piss in this story. Please use your own judgment about whether to continue reading.

All the characters engaged in sexual activity are aged eighteen or older.

This piece is self-edited. I apologize in advance for any grammatical errors.

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It was a very small village where Ed grew up. A place called Middleburg. Most of the nearby towns were similar as far as size was concerned. They were farming communities, much of the population lived out on the farms. The village itself consisted of a couple of hundred people. Everyone knew everyone else, whether they lived in the village or on the farm.

There was something different about Middleburg though. All the residents always claimed it was special. Their town spirit was much more developed than any of the surrounding towns.

On rare occasions a newcomer would move into the area. They were welcomed. The local residents were friendly people. But they were always kept just a little outside of the community. After twenty or thirty years they might begin to be accepted as one of them, if it looked like they would fit into the Middleburg special lifestyle.

Ed and his mother, Josie lived in a well-kept house just outside the village. Ed’s father had died when he was six. He had left them a prosperous farm that had provided a good livelihood most years.

The estate Ed’s father had left was sufficient to maintain a good standard of living. Besides the farm he had made some astute investments. There was also a substantial insurance policy. Josie decided to lease the farmland. That money was put away for Ed’s college education.

Ed was a very intelligent and observant young man. He did well in school. The first six grades were in the Middleburg Elementary School. After that he attended the County Consolidated School. So when he was in his teens he had more opportunity to get to know people from other towns. He often went to other schools for sporting events too. So he did get to see what life was like in other places. Except for a couple of things he didn’t see much difference from Middleburg.

The first thing that struck him was the lack of esprit in those places. They had nothing like the ‘we’re special’ attitude of Middleburg.

A year, or so, later he began to notice that there were a number of families in his village and on the surrounding farms that consisted of a mother and son, brother and sister, father and daughter and other combinations. The Edsel family, for instance, was composed of mother, father, adult son and two adult daughters.

He didn’t know how many families, of similar makeup, there were in other towns. So he never tried to make any comparisons. He did think, to himself, that marriage didn’t seem popular in Middleburg. But there were marriages, often resulting in joining two families

Ed’s mother was an attractive woman. Slim, pretty face with black hair, usually with a perm. Her breasts were not overly large, about the size of large oranges. Her legs were very nice, as was her ass. She dressed to show off her good features. Her makeup was expertly applied, she only used a little.

Things were fairly proper at Josie and Ed’s house. Josie did not walk around in bra and panties, but a slip was acceptable. It was not acceptable for Ed to wear only his briefs. There were inevitable times, however where one or the other would be caught in the shower, with the door open. Or running naked from the bathroom to their bedroom. Such occurrences were rare, far too rare to satisfy Ed’s teenage libido. He tried to sneak peeks at his mother whenever he could.

Josie was unaware of Ed’s attempts at catching a peek. She was aware that he masturbated often. She always smiled when she found his underwear stiff with dried cum, sometimes she tasted it on her tongue. Her little boy was growing up. Soon he would be eighteen.

Josie had several good friends in the community. Most of them dating back to her school days. She also had a younger sister, Eunice. Eunice still lived at home with their mom and dad. Josie was a frequent visitor at her parents’ home.

Her very best friend was Bessie. Bessie was married, but had no children. She and Josie often confided in each other.

Amanda and Samantha were sisters that were also good friends of Josie’s. They lived at home with their parents and younger brother Cliff. None of the three siblings had ever married.

As Ed neared his eighteenth birthday his mother was appearing more often in a slip. Ed was sure that she had stopped wearing a bra and he suspected she might not be wearing panties either.

Josie became Ed’s jerk off dream girl. The woman he fantasized about as he masturbated. It was probably inevitable. They were, after all, a man and woman living alone together.

Ed wasn’t a bad looking guy, but his success with girls was spotty. A few kisses was as close as he’d gotten to losing his virginity.

His quest for a girlfriend was complicated Escort bayan by a couple of things. First there was extreme shyness. A not uncommon trait in teenage boys. The second, and maybe more important, was the fact that his mother often told him to keep his virginity intact until he was eighteen. His Aunt Eunice and his grandmother often joined the chorus too. When his grandfather, who he admired, told him the same thing he started to pay attention.

Strangely enough the guys, from Middleburg, who were a little older than him seemed to have quit their constant search for a willing woman. Ed was mildly curious about that, but any inquiries he made were rebuffed in a friendly manner.

Implicit in the counsels to retain his virginity was the idea that his eighteenth birthday was some kind of turning point. But no one ever said just what except that he would be initiated.

Ed had known for several years that on his eighteenth birthday there would be some sort of initiation. It would involve members of his immediate family. He assumed that that meant his mother and grandparents. Ed also knew that he was not to talk about it to anyone.

A month before Ed’s eighteenth birthday Josie called her sister Eunice. After a few pleasantries Josie asked, “How’s Dad?”

“Fine,” Eunice answered. “Mom’s fine too.’

“I thought I might visit today,” Josie said.

“That will be nice. I’ll tell Mom and Dad so they don’t get all involved in something.”

Josie laughed at her sister’s remark. “They really are an amazing couple for their age, aren’t they?”

“They sure are,” Eunice replied. “I couldn’t ask for more.”

“I’ll see you in an hour or so,” Josie ended the conversation.

She showered and put on a print dress that showed off her best parts. After a moment’s thought she pulled on a pair of nylons. She pulled up the hem of her dress and put on a garter belt she hooked the nylons to its tabs and checked herself in the mirror.

A pair of heels completed her outfit and she drove to her parent’s house. Eunice met her at the door with a hug and a kiss on the lips. Eunice was wearing a knee length robe. Josie could see that she was wearing heels and nylons also.

Once the door was closed they kissed harder. “I wish you would visit more often,” Eunice told her. “I miss you when I don’t see you for a while.”

Josie heard her mother call from the living room. “Is that you, Josie?”

“It sure is, Mom,” Josie replied.

Josie and Eunice went to the living room together. Their mother, Jane; and father, Mike, were snuggled together on the couch.

Jane’s hand was inside Mike’s robe. “I’ve been keeping him ready for you,” she said with a smile.

“Thanks Mom,” Josie told her. “I need it today.”

“Let’s go upstairs,” Eunice put in.

Mike stood and held out his hand to assist Jane. Josie studied her parents. They seemed to be aging well. Her father was a handsome and well-built man. He had never developed a paunch. In fact his waist was the same as it had been for twenty years. Jane was also very attractive. Slim like her husband with a pretty face and short gray hair. Her breasts were not overly large, but at her age that was probably an asset. They did not sag much, in fact they were still quite perky.

Eunice was a younger copy of her mother. Her hair was a rich dark brown and shoulder length. She was ten years younger than Josie. They had been worlds apart growing up, because of the age difference, but as adults had become very close.

Josie took her father’s hand and let him lead her to the stairs. Eunice and Jane followed. Upstairs Mike led Josie to the master bedroom. Eunice and her mother went to Eunice’s bedroom.

“Unzip me please, Daddy,” Josie said turning her back to her father. Mike pulled the zipper down and Josie let the dress fall to the floor. She was naked except for the nylons and garter belt.

She turned to her father, threw her arms around his neck for a deep, loving kiss.

“You’re as beautiful as ever,” Mike said softly.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

“Do those nylons mean you want me to eat you?” Mike asked.

Josie laughed happily. “I always want you to eat me, Daddy. And fuck me. And other things to.” She felt a little shiver as she said the last. It was something special Daddy and Mom did for her and Eunice.

She untied the sash of Mike’s robe and pushed it off his shoulders. He let it fall to the floor.

He stood naked, his hard cock standing straight out in front of him.

“Most of all I want your hard cock in me.” Her voice was husky with desire. “I am so wet just thinking about it.”

Mike led his daughter to the bed. She sat on the edge and he fell to his knees in front of her. Her knees parted, instinctively.

Mike’s face was soon buried in Josie’s wet cunt. His tongue, his lips, his teeth working to bring pleasure and bliss to his little girl. She cried out in her ecstasy. Her nylon sheathed legs clasped his body, her high heels drummed on his Bayan escort back.

“Yes Daddy, oh yes. Don’t stop.”

He delighted in the friction of her nylons on his skin. Her cries gratified him. Her scent, her taste; so erotic. His already hard cock became like an iron rod.

“Now Daddy, now,” He heard. It took a moment to penetrate. He stood and Josie scrambled back onto the bed. She spread her legs lewdly and held her arms up to him.

He mounted her, thrusting his shaft into her snug pussy. Josie sighed as she felt him fill her. Now her cries were “fuck me, fuck me daddy,” hoarse, guttural.

“Cum in me, give me your cum, Daddy.” He fucked her harder in response. She met his rhythm, thrust for thrust. Orgasms pulsed through her body in waves of pleasure. Their lips were mashing, wet sloppy kisses.

Her orgasms brought him more thrills. His very being exulted as his daughter writhed in ecstasy beneath him; as he felt the stirrings of an orgasm beginning in his body. Soon his every cell, his very being was engulfed in rapture as he shot his cum into his daughter’s belly, and again, and yet again.

She held him as he softened, still inside her. She told him how wonderful she felt. What a great daddy he was.

He rolled off her, they lay cuddled together. He would be ready again soon. She knew that. She wondered what he’d like to do next. He was not a creature of habit. It was usually different than their last session. She thought a sixty-nine would be nice. If not that she’d like to be fucked again. Or maybe Daddy would fuck her face. She liked that too. But he usually only did it if Mom or Eunice was with them for a threesome, or foursome.

She soon felt her father getting hard again. She slid down to suck him, helping it grow. It was another of the things that thrilled her when she was with Daddy. Feeling his cock grow and harden in her wet mouth.

Mike loved the feel of Josie sucking his cock. For that matter he loved the feel of any woman sucking him. He idly stroked Josie’s hair as he thought about what he’d like to do next.

He liked to eat her. He thought that would be nice. Sometimes she squirted. In fact her mother and sister did too. It seemed to run in the women’s side of the family. It was exciting when they did. He loved the taste of the woman cum, even more than the taste of their juices and the musky scents of their pussies when they were hot.

“Get on top and fuck me, Josie,” he said.

She straddled his loins and impaled her pussy on his rock hard cock. The cock that she had sucked hard. It felt so good inside her. Sliding on a film of her juices as she rode her father.

She leaned forward to give him her tit. To kiss wildly. To breathe hot words in his ear.

His hands were on her hips, pulling at her urging her to bring her pussy to his lips. She knelt over him and he raised his head to smear her juices over his face. He inhaled her fragrance. Strong musk now, blended with the scent of his man cum that he had left in her.

His tongue licked her swollen labia. He pushed between the lips into the warm sanctum of her cunt. He rubbed her clit with his nose as he thrust his tongue deep into the tunnel to her womb.

He licked her and sucked her and made her cum. He guided her back onto his cock again. As she rode him her body trembled from the excitement of continuous orgasms. Her cries of pleasure brought his own body to a glorious orgasm. His seed spewed into his daughter’s hot cunt as she milked him for more.

They lay together, naked bodies touching. “Wait until you’re good and ready, Daddy.”

“Okay, Honey, I will.”

Mike dozed off; Josie lay close to him waiting patiently.

In Eunice’s bedroom she and her mother were mutually masturbating each other with vibrators. They had eaten each other and after a rest had started with the toys. Gasps and moans filled the room. The scents were strong. The room redolent with the fragrance of hot women with hot pussies.

Mike woke. He looked at Josie. “I’m ready now,” he said. Josie smiled and jumped up from the bed. She held out a hand to her father and after he stood they went to the bathroom. Josie climbed into the tub and knelt with her arms behind her, supporting herself so that her torso was leaning back and exposed from her neck to her hairy pussy.

She watched, entranced as her father took his dick in hand and let a stream of piss pour onto her body. On her tits, her neck, her navel and mons. A special pass at her bush and back to her tits. As Mike’s stream was weakening Josie opened her mouth and put her tongue out. Mike poured a little of his piss into her mouth. He knew she liked it.

As his stream died she smiled, a feeling of fulfillment flooded her body. She climbed from the tub and embraced her father. “Thank you, Daddy.”

She did not wash. She wanted to feel and smell the piss her father had anointed her with.

No one knew for sure when, or with whom, the piss tradition had started. But today the ‘ritual Escort bath’, as it is called, is one of the reasons the residents feel ‘Middleburg is special’. There were certain guidelines, although unwritten.

Parents would piss on their children if they were sex partners. For instance, if a mother was having sex, fairly regularly, with a son or daughter she would piss on them. But not on children who were not sex partners.

The children usually would not piss on the parents, whether sex partners or not. But there were exceptions. Usually when parent and son or daughter felt especially close to each other. It was normally the parent who made the request.

Parents-in-law might piss on their daughter, or son, in law. It depended on the relationship between them.

Spouses, or similar equals such as brothers and sisters, would not piss on each other, with a large exception. If one wished to be subservient to the other.

Another example may be in order. If a sister wanted to be submissive to her brother she might ask that he piss on her. Similarly, a wife or husband might find gratification by making themselves servile to their spouse. The dominate spouse would piss on the other to consummate the relationship.

The piss ceremony was not performed every time one made love. But it was done often enough to affirm the bond between the partners.

The fact that the ceremony existed affected several areas of Middleburg life. For instance no one would comment if they smelled traces of piss on another. They would smile instead. Even the architecture was influenced. The bathrooms were roomy. Leaving plenty of room for the ‘ritual bath’ participants to engage in the ceremony without crowding.

Back in the bedroom Josie picked up her dress and her father’s robe. She handed the robe to Mike and draped the dress over a chair. She got a robe from the closet for herself.

They went to the kitchen holding hands. Jane and Eunice weren’t far behind. Jane immediately bustled about making sandwiches for lunch. Eunice sat next to Josie, although there was room elsewhere at the table. She moved very close until they were touching.

Eunice could smell the piss on her sister and it excited her. She could also sense the woman’s juices and the man cum in Josie’s body. Those fragrances only added to her exhilaration.

Jane brought the plate of sandwiches to the table. Mike served everyone iced tea. Jane sat across from her daughters, Mike sat next to her. She looked at Josie and smiled. She had smelled the piss too.

The conversation touched on Ed’s upcoming birthday. Most of the ceremony would involve the three women. Josie’s role of course the major one. Jane’s part was secondary, but important. Eunice would act as a guide for Ed, instructing him and leading him. According to Middleburg custom. Mike would leave after the birthday dinner was done. Only likely sex partners would attend the initiation. Since Ed was almost certainly straight, and Mike definitely was, they had no interest in each other as far as sex was concerned.

Josie was definitely looking forward to the initiation. Jane and Eunice were more than a little interested. After Ed was initiated he would be sex partners with all of them, but his mother would be his main lover. At least until he got married.

The talk then turned to Eunice and her boyfriend Brent. “Brent’s been after me to marry him,” Eunice told the group. “I’m thinking seriously about it”

“Brent’s a nice young man. If you’re going to have children you shouldn’t wait much longer.” Jane said. “And his family are all good people too. They’d be a nice extension to our family.”

“Yes, they would,” Mike agreed. “I understand his sister is going to marry soon.”

“Yes,” Eunice replied. “To one of the Riley boys. That is a large family.”

“Aren’t you all glad we’re from Middleburg,” Josie said. “Where else could we have such an exciting life? Who else could marry a whole family?”

Eunice wasn’t getting any less excited sitting next to Josie. They had developed a very close relationship over the years and enjoyed sex with each other. Josie had been the second woman at her initiation, after her mother. Mike went last to take her virginity when she was well lubricated.

Eunice grabbed Josie’s hand and whispered to her. “Let’s go.”

Josie smiled and stood. They left for the bedroom together. Jane looked at Mike. “Aren’t we lucky to have two wonderful daughters, Mike?”

“Yes, we are,” Mike smiled as he watched their two lovely asses climb the stairs.

In the bedroom the sisters dropped their robes and fell onto the bed holding each other. Josie spread her pussy open and rubbed herself on Eunice’s tit. Eunice rubbed her cheeks against Josie’s flesh and their father’s dried piss. They rubbed their pussies against each other. They ate each other and sucked each other’s juices. They came with mind-blowing orgasms as each pleasured the other.

They were resting after an hour of hot lovemaking when their mother came for them. Taking a hand of each she led them to the bathroom for a ritual bath. The tub wasn’t suitable so they spread towels on the floor and laid down on their backs. They were as close together as they could get each with an arm around the other.

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